"Let me go! Let me go! These things dare to spoil my crops. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info", the rescued rice farmer said emotionally. As a farmer who plows in the field, all the harvest is counted on these few acres and three points of land.

Now that he has been so ruined by the homeless people, it is fake not to feel distressed. So when he spoke, he was desperately ruthless.

"Lao Bai, you're going to die, you know? When the patrol comes, I'll clean them up. The rice farmer from Huangzhou Mansion hugged his arm and persuaded loudly. His crops were also plagued by the exiles, but he knew that the other side was outnumbered, so he suppressed the impulse in his heart.

But the rice farmer named Lao Bai didn't listen to it at all. The bruised face was swollen with so much anger that it swelled. After all, for the croppers, food is the foundation of survival. If it is gone, all his hard work will be in vain.

Fortunately, at this time, the village chief arrived with a heavily armed patrol with an anxious look. The first gunshot rang out, and all the displaced people who were grabbing the crops stopped eating in unison. When I looked up, I saw the captain of the patrol holding a musket. A faint smoke of gunpowder slowly overflowed from the muzzle of the gun.

When a gust of wind blows, the smoke of gunpowder quickly drifts away in the wind like a ribbon.

When the rice farmers looked at it, they were overjoyed. Because this patrol is to arrest the homeless people who enter the country without permission. Therefore when they came, the crops in the field were saved.

But these homeless people are not afraid of the patrol's muskets at all. So he paused for a moment, then lowered his head again, what should he do? Apparently they thought they were outnumbered, and they did not know enough about the power of muskets. So in their opinion, there is nothing to be afraid of at all.

Seeing this, the patrol captain with a serious face immediately waved his hand. The patrolman standing behind him immediately rushed to the homeless with muskets in hand. Without speaking, he kicked a few young and strong homeless people who stopped at the front to the ground.

At the same time, there were loud shouts of scolding and bitterness, and some timid homeless people hurriedly retreated.

"Paralyzed! Do you know who Lao Tzu is? A homeless person was kicked to the ground, and scolded in a dissatisfied tone. The thick one-word eyebrows instantly wrinkled into Sichuan characters. As a hungry outcast, he was not as thin as the other outcasts.

The five big and three coarse ones have a more ruddy complexion.

When he was grabbing crops before, other homeless people carefully distanced themselves from him. Several sturdy outcasts looked like his men. Not only did they snatch a large amount of husked rice from other displaced people. They also lit a fire on the spot and lit the crop stalks for cooking.

After that, he served it in a bowl and handed it to the 'Ichikomei' in a flattering manner.

Just now when he heard the patrol leader's gunshot, he shouted and cursed, and led several of his men to the front. The arrogance was dragged like 2580,000.

As a result, he was slapped in the face by a patrolman. Therefore, he felt very faceless and wanted to play tricks. But he hit hard stubble! Because the members of the patrol team are all selected from the villagers. Naturally, I have a deep understanding of the feelings of rice farmers.

And the number of displaced people they deal with is at least 1,000. I've never seen anything arrogant, so I'm not touched by the scolding of the 'one-word eyebrows' at all. He coldly turned his gun at the temple of the 'one-word eyebrow'.

At this moment, the 'one-word eyebrows' still don't know what to do. With a wave of his big hand, he used his thick arms to hold the musket. Looking at his appearance, I still want to see the musket snatched away.

The patrolman immediately let out a loud shout and pulled the trigger.

Bang! The crisp sound of gunfire rang out again, with a hint of dullness. Red and white objects also splattered out of the homeless people's heads in an instant. The patrol member, who had a calm face, was immediately doused with hot blood.

Now, time seems to stand still. Many of the displaced people who were scrambling for crops looked in fear at the muskets of the patrolmen. Apparently they knew that this little musket was not a toy, but a sharp weapon for killing.

Those subordinates of the 'one-word eyebrows' were also well-behaved, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy. As for avenging the 'one-word eyebrow', they didn't think about it. It was also that the musket was too deterrent, so they all had irresistible thoughts in their hearts.

Seeing that the scene was stable, the patrol leader immediately walked up to the homeless people and said solemnly: "Those who surrender will not be killed!" ”。

Although the displaced people were not soldiers, they entered the country without permission and had violated the laws of the Ming Dynasty. Moreover, these displaced people also robbed the rice farmers of their crops without permission, so in theory, they are like prisoners. The word 'surrender' is more appropriate.

However, many homeless people are still standing stupidly, a little hesitant. The patrol immediately tapped the tips of the homeless people and pulled the trigger indifferently. Dust and smoke rushed into the hearts of the homeless.

Under the sound of coughing, the homeless people obediently knelt on the ground, waiting for the patrol to deal with it. More than 20 patrol members immediately swarmed up and surrounded the displaced people.

But when I found that behind these homeless people, there were still a large number of homeless people. The patrol captain immediately detached a part of the team and rushed over to intercept it. The village chief also mobilized the villagers to build up the momentum of the patrol.

Since the homeless people generally do not have enough to eat, they do not run fast. Some of the homeless people, before they had run a few steps, turned pale and fell straight down. So most of this group of homeless people were stopped.

Only a few, hiding in the woods.

Later, under the watchful eye of the villagers, the patrol began to register the identities of the displaced people one by one. The dead 'Yizimei' was moved to the open field by the villagers and burned.

The villagers had no fear of the corpses. Because when they went south, they were accustomed to seeing corpses and bodies on the road. There are those of the Qing army and those of the White Lotus Sect. More are the civilians who were tortured to death by the Qing army.

And something like today, it's happened several times. Many homeless people died at the hands of patrols. There's no way around it. If they were not deterred by blood, these outcasts would not have listened to the patrols at all.

And there are too many of these displaced people who enter the country without permission. During the day, it is better, but at night, the displaced people are like locusts, entering the border villages from all invisible corners. In some villages, all the crops have been destroyed by them.

The rice farmers can only send people to guard the rice fields every day under the appeal of the village chief, which can reduce the losses. But it's a dangerous job! Because in the village, there have been several cases of rice farmers being killed by displaced people.

It caused many villagers to panic.

Now that so many homeless people have been caught by the patrol, the villagers are a little less worried.

It's just that at this time, the captain of the patrol team suddenly asked the village chief to gather the young people in the village, saying that he wanted to clear the homeless settlements hiding in the mountains.